“If it is true that one gets used to suffering, how is it that as the years go one always suffers more? No, they are not mad, those people who amuse themselves, enjoy life, travel, make love, fight they are not mad. We should like to do the same ourselves.”

Love is desire for knowledge.

But here’s the worst part: the trick to life lies in hiding from those we hold most dear how much they mean to is; if not, we’d lose them.

What we desire is not to possess a woman, but to be the only one to possess her.

Writing is a fine thing, because it combines the two pleasures of talking to yourself and talking to a crowd.

You cannot insult a man more atrociously than by refusing to believe he is suffering .

A man is never completely alone in this world. At the worst, he has the company of a boy, a youth, and by and by a grown man – the one he used to be.

What is to come will emerge only after long suffering, long silence.

The face of the night will be an old wound that reopens each evening, impassive and living. The distant silence will ache like a soul, mute, in the dark. We’ll speak to the night as it’s whispering softly.

The only joy in the world is to begin.

Suicides are timid murderers. Masochism instead of Sadism.

All sins have their origin in a sense of inferiority otherwise called ambition.

From someone who doesn’t want to share your destiny, you should neither accept a cigarette.

We like to have work to do, so as to have the right to rest.

Don’t mix wine and women.

You don’t remember days, you remember moments.

Every luxury must be paid for, and everything is a luxury, starting with being in this world.

I enjoy playing the audience like a piano.

It seems to me that television is exactly like a gun. Your enjoyment of it is determined by which end of it you’re on.

Every minute should be enjoyed and savored.

Everyone knows that not all change is good or even necessary. But in a world that is constantly changing, it is to our advantage to learn how to adapt and enjoy something better.

If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.

When you lose someone you love, you don’t think the same way. And that’s why I say I enjoy life: because it goes very fast.

Get into a line that you will find to be a deep personal interest, something you really enjoy spending twelve to fifteen hours a day working at, and the rest of the time thinking about.

I have the chance to do for a living what I like the most in life, and that’s playing football. I can make people happy and enjoy myself at the same time.